Showing posts with label SUP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SUP. Show all posts

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Saturday, September 12, 2020

I Wish, I Wish, I Wish I Were A Fish?



On the water, at least; if not in the water.  Looking at the fish as I glide above them.  Frankly, going swimming or diving would be great too.

I am definitely missing paddling the new board.  I had just managed to shift into that state of being in which working out is a real routine, a real need.

A selfish wish, to exercise outside, during this time of smoke and fire.

Still . . . .  


Photo by JP

Sunday, September 6, 2020

Moored


 And unmoored as well.

Yesterday's Looking-for-Cool.

Sausalito morning.

Looking for Cool

 In this heatwave, one strategy has been to get bayside, to get out onto the bay, early in the day.



Point Molate paddling

Photo by JP


My stance is better than I had feared.

I guess balancing creates the proper feedback pattern.


Sunday, August 30, 2020

Accidental Exposure

 



I made the local paper as an extra in a photo!

(Thanks, Bibit, for sharing this with me.)


At my first paddle boarding lesson a month or so back, a writer was part of the group learning to paddle.  ( A photographer was stationed on land.)

In the photo, I am looking down at my board instead of looking forward and beyond. Grrr.


(I look at my skates on the ice too: bad form.)


Saturday, August 22, 2020

Aiming for Fitness

 



Paddle boarding just might save me, particularly since the pools are closed or restricted. Whole body workout. Measured exercise for the problematic knees. Balancing exercises supposedly good for the aging brain!

And I live with such bounty, so many paddling spots bayside or seaside, an easy drive away.

(I have been commuting hours for decades for lesser rewards. In the pandemic, I am spending more hours at the computer, but some of my old hours at the wheel could go into a proper workout.)

--August 12 notebook entry



Friday, August 21, 2020

Meet The New Board

 


My new paddle board is definitely demanding: sleek and tippy. 

(Still, the test isn't genuine without the threat of failure.) 

But my legs and knees, while sore and stiff in the morning, seem to benefit from the exercise, and my spirit certainly has been glad to find salt water in this new way. I wonder, yes, if I should have chosen a cruiser, but all the books and the guides say buy the board that challenges you. 

Mere salesmanship? 

I will tell you after some serious workouts.


P.S. I do like how fast this board can be, even when I am merely in kayak-mode.


Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Gray Is The Day

 


 


 


 


 


 


 



 


 

 


 


 


 


 


 

Thursday, August 6, 2020